me- I just realized that the mill has no grain bins outside.
husband- Yeah, they are all on the inside.
husband- They are one of those mills where everything is internal.
me- What are you talking about?
husband- The grain bins are wooden, and are on the inside of the mill. They are HUGE. (rambles off on a description of them)
me- I would like to see the inside.
husband- Next time you drive by, look at the outside and imagine the outside is on the inside because that is what the inside looks like. The outside.
me- What did you just say? (laughing hysterically)
me- (can hardly breathe I'm laughing so hard) The INSIDE is the OUTSIDE and the OUTSIDE is the INSIDE?
husband- (starts snickering)
me- Wooooo, that was the funniest thing I have heard since the Teddy Graham incident.